I Really Like That Guy!

Mercer suddenly looked up and looked inside the house.

On the large bed, the angel lay with his back to the inside, his long snow-white wings drooping under the quilt, silently.

But the voice in his ear still kept on talking, "He won't want my blood! It's too much, he's doing this to an angel! I'm so good-looking, he can actually do it!"

Mercer walked slowly inside, to the bedside.

There was a bit of confusion between his brows, because he had already discovered that the voice he heard was from an angel, but she didn't seem to speak.

Where did this sound come from?

Hearing the girl's angry complaints, Mercer had an inexplicable feeling of being bullied.

The voice that was speaking beside his ear sounded like a lively human girl, with her own emotions, her own emotions, her own emotions, and her own emotions, not like a goddess aloof.

"Damn Mercer, I curse you!"

The girl's voice was full of grief and anger, but the angel on the bed remained motionless, unmoved by his arrival.

Mercer raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, and couldn't help but explain: "I don't want your blood."

The angel lay there quietly, like a bird with broken wings, with an air of sadness and weakness all over his body, and it was shocking to see at a glance.

The girl's voice was full of energy: "Don't want blood? Does that mean something else? First feathers, then blood, and next, do you want my hair, my hands and feet? It's too scary, he won't Are you going to chop my feet off? He's a pervert!"

Mercer: "..." How could she associate so much?

He couldn't bear to speak out and justified his name: "I drank your blood just now, and now it's in my body and can't be digested. It makes me very uncomfortable, can you take it out?"

The angel finally moved, she turned her head to look at him quietly, a pair of clear blue eyes stuck out and looked at him carefully.

On the surface, she seemed to be observing his condition.

Behind the scenes, the girl laughed arrogantly: "Let you treat me like this! I won't help you! You even drink my blood. Sure enough, Mercer is a big pervert!"

Metamorphosis Mercer: "..."

But he didn't intend to take out the drop of blood. He already realized that the voice he heard was the voice of the little angel.

It must have something to do with that drop of blood in his body.

Even though his heart was burning all the time, Mochel endured it. He pretended that nothing had happened, and sure enough, the next moment he heard the girl speak in his heart.

"It doesn't look like it's uncomfortable either. The perverted Mercer must be lying. I don't want to help him."

After a while, the girl's voice became quieter, as if she was muttering in dissatisfaction: "Who asked him to pull my feathers and transmit magic power into my body, it hurts to death!"

With such a sullen heart in her heart, the **** the bed slowly climbed up. She raised her eyes and looked at him: "Stretch out your hand and I'll show you."

At the same time, a hesitant voice sounded in Mochel's ear: [I am in such pain, should he be in pain too? Forget it... I'd better show him, I'm a kind little angel~]

Listening to such a heartfelt voice, Mochel didn't speak for a long time, nor did she extend her hand as she said.

He looked at her deeply, and when the girl cast a doubtful look at him, he said in a low voice, "I felt it was okay just now, no need."

Suddenly, the girl's shout came from my mind: [I knew it! He really is lying to me! big liar! 】

The angel sat on the head of the bed, and when she heard Mercer's words, there was no expression on her little face. It seemed that she would no longer be curious or pay attention to any of his actions.

In her heart, she was loudly urging Mercer to do all kinds of bad actions to her.

[I shouldn't have saved him in the first place! This kind of guy who repays revenge is really disgusting! When I return to the kingdom of God, I will never come down again! Never see him again! 】

[How wonderful Stewart is! He is obedient and well-behaved, he would never do this to me! 】

Standing outside the cage, the corners of Mercer's mouth twitched slightly, a cloud of ink appeared in the dark eyes, and the haze gradually crept up the corners of his eyes and brows.

Stewart... ok? Obedient and nice?

[However, Stuart is not as good-looking as Mercer. Alas, he's annoying at times, and I wouldn't even care about him if I hadn't seen his face. 】

The girl's delicate voice came, Mochel's black eyes moved slightly, the darkness in his eyes subsided, and he suddenly said: "I'll let you go."

It should not have been so early. For this day, he made a lot of preparations in advance.

He should have locked her in a special magic weapon, cut off all light, let her live in extreme darkness, didn't know the passage of time, couldn't hear any sound, destroyed her spirit, destroyed her will, and used darkness pollute her body and mind.

He originally thought about breaking her wings so that she could not fly and never return to the kingdom of God.

In Mochel's mind, there are countless ways to torture her, and there are even magic tools he made in the ground, which can make her feel the greatest malice in the world, making her unable to ask for help and suffering unbearably.

It's a pity that he only took a piece of her feather, and the rest of the plan was completely abandoned.

Mercer is not an impulsive person. The Paladins are about to return. When the time comes to summon the Archangel to the lower realm, he will definitely not be able to resist.

So his original plan was to use this angel for an experiment.

Once he becomes the **** of darkness, he is destined to be the enemy of light. He needs to find the weakness of the angels and find a way to be successful at the first level in order to be invincible.

The plan was fine, but something unexpected happened that disrupted his steps.

【What is the big pervert talking about? You let me out? Did I hear it right? 】

The angel's azure eyes were sparkling, and she stared straight at Mercer, her eyes full of surprise. As if she couldn't believe it, she asked tentatively, "Is what you said true?"

[He must be lying to me, or there is a conspiracy! 】

Mercer: "The Paladins are coming, I have to get out of here." After a pause, he smiled wryly again, "It turns out that your faith is indeed very firm, and I can't pollute it."

[Hmph, you have self-knowledge. 】The girl's voice in my head was very proud.

The man lowered his head and covered the smile on his lips. When he raised it again, he regained his calmness as before. He raised his hand to hold the huge cage, and the magic power poured out, and the cage gradually changed from large to small, and finally became A pocket-sized cage the size of a palm.

Seeing him put away the small cage, Arlo finally believed that this person might really want to let him out.

Although I don't know the reason, but of course I have to leave if I can, or will I stay here and continue to be abused by him?

A Luo immediately got up from the bed, she was afraid of Mercer's repentance, and quickly asked: "Can I go?"

Mercer: "I'll take you out."

After getting a positive answer from the man, Arlo felt a little reluctant.

[Actually think about him not so bad, don't he just lose a feather? It's not a big deal to take a drop of blood. Now that he wants to let me go, I'd better be generous and forgive him! 】

The man walked in front, he pulled up the black brim, and there was an interesting smile on his lips.

He wanted to see what this serious-looking little angel looked like behind his back.

Mercer no longer finds it interesting to dye the angel black. Listening to her heart and piercing her true face is the one thing that really makes him interesting.

The two walked out of the castle. Arlo was just about to say goodbye to Mercer, and then found a conspicuous place to wait for rescue, but he was caught by the wrist when he lifted his foot.

She was startled, looked back subconsciously, and saw Mochel looking at her with a serious face, and sincerely suggested: "If you go out like this, if you meet ordinary people, you may scare them. I think maybe you can put Are your wings hidden?"

[Scared me to death, thought he wouldn't let me go! But how did the pervert suddenly become so understanding? A little uncomfortable. 】

A Luo shook his head and said, "The wings can't be hidden."

Angels don't need to hide their wings, wings are part of their body, equivalent to human hands and feet.

They basically never leave the kingdom of God, and the people living in the kingdom of God are all of the same kind, so in order to adapt to the surroundings, letting the angels restrain their wings is equivalent to letting a human hide their hands and feet, just because the people living in the surrounding environment have no hands and feet. biology.

Such a thing has never happened to an angel.

Mercer was not surprised. He leaned down slightly and reached out to Arlo's back. Before she could react, his fingertips had already touched the roots of her wings.

With his implicitly smiling voice: "Maybe I can help you."

The slender fingertips, with a little coolness, precisely stroked the angel's wing base, which was covered with soft and fine fluff all the year round, and was connected to the skin at the shoulder blade, which was one of the warmest parts of the body.

At the same time, it is also the most sensitive part.

As soon as Mochel's fingers fell, she immediately felt the girl's whole body stiffen, as if her whole body was frozen, and she didn't even blink her eyes.

She stared at him with blue eyes like a frightened deer.

He narrowed his black eyes slightly, and his long fingertips touched the soft fluff, rubbed gently on the wing base, and the body under his hand also trembled, and the effect was immediate.

The girl reacted with hindsight, and her pale cheeks climbed to a clear blush.

[No, don't touch it again, it's so numb and itchy, woo woo I can't move, my feet are soft ah woo woo! 】

[Big pervert, how can you touch the wings of an angel casually! Don't you know that girls' bodies can't be touched casually? You are acting like a hooligan and you are responsible! 】

Mercer lowered his eyes without a trace, mobilized magic with his fingertips, and used magic to draw a magic circle on the angel's wings.

The light of the magic circle disappeared in a flash, and the big white wings behind the girl disappeared without a trace.

The man lowered his eyes and closed his eyes, and bowed at the blushing angel gentleman: "Sorry, I was rude just now."

He has black hair and black eyes, pale skin, three-dimensional and deep facial lines, and the background behind is an old castle covered with green vines, and he is like a handsome prince in the castle waiting for the princess to come.

Alo, who was just about to get angry, burst out and screamed loudly in his heart: [Ah, ah, he is so good-looking! 】